[Corruptive Makeover]

“You’re getting new clothes. Right now. There’s no way I’m going out with you when we’re both wearing our uniforms.”

That’s what Agatha had told Mikai when the latter showed up at her door, asking her if she wanted to go out and have fun together on their day off. And honestly, she expected worse considering how their friendship had started, but she didn’t really know what fashion was, or what was good to wear or anything.

Thankfully, the rich blonde was more than happy to give the shorter girl a set of directions. And by a set of directions, she meant a chequebook and an address. She told her to ask for the owner, and she’d help her get dressed for a day out. Of course, if she somehow messed that up… Well, she promised they could do something together another day. At her house.

Mikai was happy that the two at least agreed on a backup plan, but she had to admit, she really didn’t know how to navigate the inner parts of the city. Due to the fact she had traversed the route from her house to Mimoto Highschool so often while stuck in a mental loop, she never really memorized any other paths. Which was why she had always stuck by her friends whenever they went somewhere, to try and memorize where she needed to go.

So by the time she finally figured out where the place Agatha had told her to go was, the sun was already starting to set. And every other store had already shut down. It was only by luck that she managed to arrive in time. A minute before closing…

“I really, really need to get a map of the city…” Mikai muttered as she felt the sweat run down her face. She had been running for… An hour? Honestly, with how wobbly her legs were at this point, she wasn’t sure. All she knew was that she was tired. She just had to thank her circumstances for her stamina.

‘And me.’

And Chimera. If not for that wonderful predator inside her mind, the woman that acted like an older sister whenever she needed one, she definitely wouldn’t be able to do all of this. Besides, it was part of her power that let her run this fast!

‘Just remember to get home before night falls. Your mom wanted to play something with you.’

Mikai nodded and quietly wished her mental passenger good night, as the yawns of the ancient predator echoed through her mind. Since she turned early, the young girl would be all on her own. But that was fine, she hadn’t heard about any potential Jõtaijin lately. And Hiro’s friends’ intel was pretty good in that regard.

Now… Mikai had a different problem. Namely, who was the owner? And more importantly, where was the owner?

The store itself was rather extravagant. Jewels decorating several overly frilly outfits, suits and dresses in every possible size, and all lined up in such a way that it was barely possible to see paths to walk on compared to what was just space meant for displaying all those clothes…

“Agatha shops here..?” Mikai muttered as she rubbed her cheek a little, the sweat running down her cheek. How was she going to handle navigating this place..? More importantly, she had enough money to buy all these sorts of clothes? And she could fit in them?

Actually, now that she looked at the suit section… Yeah, there were XL sized suits for women. Yeah, she could fit in them. Now she kind of wanted Agatha to show up in one of those suits, see what kind of feel she gave off.

“My my. I have a visitor this late in the evening?”

Mikai let out a surprised yelp as she quickly spun around to see who had spotted her. Wait, why was she so jumpy? She was supposed to be seen, she wasn’t breaking in or anything!

As she calmed down as quickly as she had gotten surprised, she let her eyes rest on a rather voluptuous woman. More voluptuous than… Well, quite a lot of the Jõtaijin she had fought, as well as those two women from Golden Freedom. Not only that, but her curvaceous body was complemented by the massive fur coat she wore. It was so thick that you could barely see anything underneath it, barring the cleavage she exposed for sensual appeal and to attract certain kinds of customers. Combine that fluffy yet glammy choice of attire with a set of rose-tinted heart-shaped glasses and a white ponytail that wrapped around her throat before heading all the way down her back as it nearly reached all the way down to the floor, and she had a presence that was hard to match

“Y-yeah!” Mikai chimed before slapping her cheeks with her hands to get her head in the game, quickly pulling out the chequebook her friend had given her as well. “My friend Agatha told me that you could help me pick out an outfit that’ll, uh…” She paused, tilting her head a little. “Well she didn’t tell me what it’s good for, but she didn’t want to go out with me while I’m wearing my school uniform, so…”

The mature woman draped in fur laughed a little as the girl’s personality quickly sunk in, taking the chequebook from the girl and quietly leafing through it to see what she was working with in terms of funds. “You’re a friend of the young Anemone, mm? It’s been a while since she’s been by. She usually just sends Maids to arrange for outfits specifically tailored to her figure. Never stopping by to give a family friend thanks for everything she’s done.” She sighed, resting her head on her hand as her furred sleeve brushed up against the rest of her fur coat. “Still, at least she knows when to recommend me. I do know more than most about the kind of outfits she prefers to wear and see in public.”

“Oh! That’s great!” Mikai chimed as she snapped back to attention, her eyes idly drifting up and down the older woman’s body. “She likes a lot of fur on her outfits? I mean, you just said you knew, so I assume…” She started trailing off, her hands idly trembling…

“She does, but that’s not why she sent you here.” She explained, before letting her eyes slowly drift down towards those trembling hands. “You can touch it if you want.” The woman knew what the girl wanted. She had seen it all before. The young Anemone had been one to practically fondle the fur of her coat whenever the two saw one another. Maybe that was why she had chosen to abstain from meeting her as often, in a vain attempt to control herself? Whichever was the case, she didn’t mind too much.

She was right. The second Mikai had gotten permission, those hands started to play with all that fur. Enjoying the softness as she started rubbing up against it. “Aaaahhh! It’s so fluffy and soft! I want one of these!” She giggled, blushing as she rubbed and loved on that wonderful fur. Ahhh, it was so soooft!

The woman giggled as the girl indulged in her most basic needs and wants. It was such a cute sight. A sight that made her long for the days when the young Anemone, or even the older, had been by...

“Now, while you’re enjoying my soft coat, I must apologize for not introducing myself. You can call me Weiss. Weiss Hetzhund.” She said, gently putting her arm over her chest as she bowed. All while the girl continued to cuddle away at her furred coat. “And what about you, little one? Who might you be? An impressive girl for sure, since you’ve wormed your way into the young Anemone’s heart.”

Mikai sighed and squealed as she enjoyed that fur, before finally pulling back after her hair got completely tossed around as a result of her constant rubbing and cuddling. “Mikai! Mikai Fushimi! Nice to meet you, Miss Weiss!” The polite yet excitable girl chimed as she almost went straight back to continuing her rubbing. Buuut she had things to do here, so she’d save the rest of the rubbing until she had gotten that outfit. Besides, Agatha’d probably scold her for getting too intimate. Or something like that, she could find a million reasons to be upset if she really tried.

“Mikai. What a cute name for an equally cute girl.” Weiss chimed, and the short girl giggled in turn. “Regardless of how cute you are, I’ll find a way to bring out the qualities that Agatha expects in you. You can trust in my sense of fashion. I wouldn’t be able to sell all of these outfits if I didn’t know what people liked to wear, now would I?”

That seemed like sound logic. At least, Mikai thought as much. Then again, there was so many clothes on display that… Well, did she actually sell all of it? Eh, she could dwell on that later. She had an outfit to try on!

“So, where do we start?” Mikai asked as she followed behind the fur-coated woman, skipping from left to right as she just couldn’t keep her energetic body still.

Weiss tapped her chin a little, as she looked through the store. Thanks to her height, she could look over the displays and actually see everything that she needed to. “Follow me, I’ve already got a nice set in mind for a girl like you.”

So fast! Mikai was astonished that somebody could be this quick at mentally matching clothes to somebody’s figure, but that was part of why the woman’s reputation was so stellar. And why Agatha trusted her too. She probably picked out plenty of outfits for her… Maybe all those suits were attempts to try and find just the right one for her, and she was selling off the extras she didn’t need?

The younger girl sat down on one of the few visible seats near one of the changing rooms, as the older woman went to and fro, gathering several articles of clothing that could fit her. Not just clothes either, she managed to find a couple of types of footwear as well, and some accessories that would complete her look once everything fell into place.

The sheer amount of clothes that got stacked up in a chaotic yet neat manner was enough to wow Mikai, and she couldn’t help but feel a little worried. How long would it take before she’d find the right outfit? Weiss seemed like a nice lady, but she did promise Mom she’d play games with her before bed…

“Done.” Weiss said, as she laid down a set of matching heart-shaped glasses at the foot of the massive pile. Despite the fact it nearly reached up to the ceiling, it wasn’t wobbling or anything. It was like a perfectly stacked tower that could fall over at any moment, yet remained perfectly still. That, more than the eye for fashion that she claimed to have, proved that there was more to Weiss than meets the eye.

Mikai slowly stood up as she approached the pile, circling it as her mouth remained agape. “How are we going to get through all of these in time?” She asked, looking to the older woman and tilting her head ever slightly…

Weiss smiled, before she snapped her fingers. And just like that, the stack burst apart. Every single article of clothing bursting from the pile, right back to the spots they had been plucked from. Leaving behind a few particular items that seemed perfect for the younger girl, even if they seemed a little large. “I was just a smidge indecisive. But with you here, it’s easy to figure out what items fit you perfectly.”

There was only one kind of person who could do something like that. And Mikai, though usually not the fastest on the uptake, could at least tell when the signs were glaring at her face. “You’re a Monster!” She cried out in surprise. Then again, was it so surprising? Monsters were becoming more common place, and it wasn’t just because of the transformations that the Jõtaijin were inducing.

“Indeed I am.” Weiss chimed, tilting her head slightly as she caressed her own cheek. “Is that a problem, little Fushimi? If it bothers you that much, you’re free to leave. It’s not the first time I’ve scared a potential customer away due to my abilities.” She explained. She wasn’t even close to hurt by the accurate accusation…

Mikai quickly shook her head. “N-No, I’m not bothered at all! I’m just surprised, I didn’t think that you’d be one. And that you’d be this pretty and strong too!” The awe in her voice was palpable. She could barely contain her excitement. Now she knew that the outfit would be perfect for her!

“Haha, you don’t have to lay it on so thick.” Weiss giggled, blushing a little. Hearing such a young lady talk like that to her… Ah, it was so nice. It justified everything that she did to help her too. “Now, how about we get started?”

The younger girl nodded as she grabbed the clothes that had been gathered for her, before slipping into the changing room and looking at herself in the mirror.

If somebody were to ask her why she always wore such boring clothes, she wouldn’t understand. They were her clothes, so they were the best. But since Agatha and Miss Weiss had gone through all the trouble of helping her with this, so why shouldn’t she at least try the outfit on and see from there?

She was going to start from the bottom and work her way up. Which meant that she started with a set of leggings that reached all the way up to her thighs. She didn’t usually wear socks that long, so it was weird to feel them clinging to her body, her cheeks flushing a bit red from how tight they were.

Mikai grabbed the chair inside the changing room and let her leg rest on the seat, slowly letting her fingers run along the length of her legging-covered leg. There was something about the feel of the fabric brushing against both her skin and her fingers that made her heart skip a beat.

She blushed harder as she grabbed the boots that went along with the leggings. This was why she wore such long leggings, because the boots were nearly just as long. Not only that but they had a couple of extremely tall heels, which would make she’d stand even taller than normal. Would she actually be able to see eye-to-eye with Hiro and the others like this?

Mikai let the thought of looking straight into her fellow heroine’s eyes linger in her mind as she pulled the boot on, taking a seat on the chair and stretching her leg as far into the air as she could while tugging on the rim of the boot. She needed a good grip to get them on, especially with how tight the leggings already were.

She panted and gasped as she slipped the boot on. It was snug, yet tight around her leg. Like her leg was being compressed while she wore it. And while it seemed like her leg had gotten a bit longer when she looked at it while it was still hanging in the air, as soon as she brought it down to the ground… It was definitely longer…

That didn’t stop her from putting the other boot on. Or enjoying the sensation of standing taller than before. All while looking straight into the mirror and examining her immature body now looking a little more… proper, thanks to the boots. And that was just the first piece of her outfit. She still had a bit more to go.

“Is this what it means to be fashionable..?” Mikai muttered to herself as she trembled. The tight feeling in her legs was going away, only for it to be replaced with a sense of fulfillment. It felt good to be dressed like this… Even though she shouldn’t be enjoying it this much. It was just another outfit, wasn’t it..?

Anyway. After the boots, there was… A set of gloves that were just as tight looking as the leggings. It made sense to put them on next because then she wouldn’t have to fiddle with the dress in case the gloves didn’t fit under it.

Those gloves, which were a jet black to go with the stylishly black boots she wore, weren’t giving her much confidence. But they were kind of cute. They were decorated with crescent moons on the back of the hand, and the rest of the longer parts of the gloves were decorated with small stars. It was like she wore the night sky. A strange aesthetic, and yet she kind of liked it.

Even just letting her fingers brush up against the inside of the gloves was enough to make her tremble more. But this time, she didn’t let it impede her in any way. No, she was using it as a motivator. Since it felt kind of good to wear the boots after the tightness went away and got replaced by this same trembling sensation, it made sense that it had to be a good thing.

Mikai let out a moan as she tugged the glove on, her fingers popping into each of the holes assigned to her little digits. And she couldn’t help but blush after that. She… She moaned in pleasure from putting the outfit on. What was going on, exactly? Getting dressed wasn’t supposed to be this weird. It was supposed to be something you did to get ready. Was she… Was she supposed to be aroused when she went out and walked in the streets alongside her friend?

Even though she questioned it, she still put the other glove on. And the moan that left her lips once her fingers popped in was a lot more sensual. As if she accepted that the sensation was strange, and yet wasn’t bothered by it in the slightest. It felt good to wear an outfit as fitting as this one…

It was so wrong. Yet so right? She didn’t understand. What exactly were these outfits good for? Besides covering her body… Ah, it felt like her mind was trying to tear itself apart, and she had only put on a couple of gloves and boots…

She had to just finish putting it on. Maybe it was all due to jitters in her stomach. Maybe that was why she was worrying so much.

Mikai reached for the dress that had been picked out for her, and it had the same sort of look color scheme as the boots and the gloves. Mostly black, though this time it had more of a glossy finish. And just like the gloves, there were a couple of stars dotting the black abyss, complete with stylish shattered heart across the chest. Some sort of fashion statement, for sure.

Unlike the gloves and the boots, this one had a zipper on the back to make it easier to slip on. She unzipped it and slipped her glove-covered arms through the holes, tugging the dress closer to her body before doing the best she could to zip it back up. Thanks to her heroics, she was more than flexible enough to do that, but the dress itself was really tight. Especially around her chest, which only got worse as she zipped up the dress.

As soon as that zipper reached the top, she felt a shiver run down her spine, and the zipper seemingly disappeared. Snapping her shut within the dress, and making it cling to her even harder. To make matters a little worse, the dress was more revealing than anything she had worn before, because it was like two pieces of cloth held together by surprisingly durable yet flimsy looking threads on the sides, exposing the skin underneath and giving her more of a sensual allure than she was used to.

And yet… It felt right. It felt right to show off. Whether it was her armpits, her midriff, her thighs, her shoulders… All of it just felt right to show off. Mikai could stretch her legs and show off what was hidden by the dress, or just let the beauty of her stylish outfit overwhelm anybody that looked at her…

Mikai licked her lips a little as she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked perfect. She looked like she could take on the world and step on anybody that dared get in her way. Whether it was villains like Golden Freedom, or even those that would try to stop her like Hiro… Even Agatha, if she thought this wasn’t the right kind of outfit, would get a taste of her heel.

Despite the fact she was looking straight at herself, she wasn’t even able to see the makeup that had started to coat her face. The subtle tones of black that brought out her pink, yet sharpened eyes, or the black lipstick that coated her plump lips. She looked so mature compared to before. Even her body had gotten a bit more mature where it mattered, as her dress could barely contain her assets. Whether it was the sideboob from her expanded bosom, or the ass that struggled to stay hidden by the bottom of her dress.

The last piece that had to be added before her new outfit was complete, was the matching set of heart-shaped rose-tinted glasses. Miss Weiss wore them, and they really fit her. So it made sense that, now that Mikai seemed a lot more stylish, she should wear them and make them fit her aesthetic too.

Mikai kept a smirk on her face as she slipped those cute glasses on her face. And almost immediately after peering through those colored lenses, she felt like she saw the world in a whole new light. She had to tell Miss Weiss once she finished enjoying the look of herself in the mirror...

She took a deep breath as she brushed her hands through her hair, smiling as she saw her hair lengthen. Or rather, the two intakes that brought so much character specifically started reaching further and further down. All the way down to her ankles, making them look like enormous oversized bunny ears, while also adding to her new aesthetic.

This was her new look. Her perfect look. It had everything she ever wanted, everything she ever could want. The idea of being a good girl who wanted to protect people by reaching out had completely receded into the back of her mind. Now all that mattered to her was her fashionable look… And the people beneath her for being so unfashionable.

Her heels clicked as she walked outside, giggling as she looked at the furcoated woman that had been so kind to gift her this wonderful outfit. “Thanks, Miss Weiss. Thanks so much!” She chimed, brushing a hand against her elongated floppy ‘ear’ of hair. “How much’ll it cost? An outfit as great as this must cost a fortune!”

Few bits of Mikai still shined through after getting the full glamming treatment. Honestly, Weiss was surprised. Usually they got choked out after she gave them their new outfit, leaving nothing but a glammy slave behind. But just like the Anemones, she had managed to endure… Well, somewhat. She was still useful at least, even if she had fallen into her control.

“It costs nothing, Mikai. But there’s a few things you can do for me to repay me for my service.” Weiss said, her own heels clicking as she came closer to the glammed up ‘bunny’, pulling her into her furcoat in the process…

They both started giggling, as the visage of a fox and a wolf slowly started to radiate from the furred woman. The predator hiding in plain sight had gotten a new minion. A fashionable minion who enjoyed her very existence…

Now, it was a matter of picking their next target. Maybe that horrendous heroine in her lame armor would do nicely.